Common sense is good, but never let it master you

For crying out loud.

A commercial on television touts the beauty of a flexible trash bag that would save the environment, keeping plastic out of landfills because people could use one less bag each month. Then the actress sticks a plastic bottle deep inside the bag to prove it stretches to hold more trash.

So, I ask, just how is that saving landfills if you fill this one less bag each month with plastic?

Often, in an attempt to prove a wow factor, people fail to see common sense breaking down.

It’s like quilted toilet tissue being quilted in a commercial by cartoon women wielding knitting needles. Or a weed killer ad with a farmer extolling the virtues of said weed killer while standing 3 feet from huge cockleburs at the side of the field. They might have been sunflowers or pig weeds; that I can’t remember.

Long ago I watched a Bob Hope movie. A scuffle broke out, with the room getting trashed in comic relief, pictures falling off walls and lamps broken. In the cleanup scene, the picture was back on the wall. I was maybe 10, but it seemed clear to me not everyone took care with what they were entrusted to do.

And that bothered me, this seeming lack of common sense.

That’s when I found Mom’s little plaque tucked in a kitchen cupboard. Don’t know why it was in the cupboard instead of hanging up, but it said: “Common sense is good to have, but never let it master you, for then it might deprive you of the foolish things it’s fun to do.”

So, with giggles and grins, I pass along a bit of humor my friend Marshall put in his Extra Innings newsletter for writers or readers or joggers or cats, even, if cats are interested in all facets of writing. In continuing education at the University of Wisconsin in Madison before he retired, Marshall used to call this newsletter Creativity Connection. Now he’s out on his own, thus the change in name. Anyway, some thoughts to ponder.

If you are cross-eyed and have dyslexia, can you read all right?

Why do you press harder on the buttons of a remote control when you know the batteries are dead?

Where there’s a will, I want to be in it.

The last thing I want to do is hurt you, but it’s still on my list.

Since light travels faster than sound, some people appear bright until you hear them speak.

War does not determine who is right, only who is left.

Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.

I didn’t say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you.

A clear conscience is the sign of a fuzzy memory.

There’s a fine line between cuddling and holding someone down so they can’t get away.

To be sure of hitting the target, shoot first and call whatever you hit the target.

Why doesn’t glue stick to the inside of the bottle?

That’s something to think about.

So long friends, until the next time when we’re together.

Sandy Mickelson, former lifestyle editor of The Messenger, may be reached at